“She has a question and I’m unable to answer it!” my father explained to him with an exasperated expression
He looked at me with a smile on his face and asked “What is it?”
“Appa and Amma always tell me to fall at everyone’s feet, or do a namaskaram and seek every other person’s blessing. I don’t know half the people whos blessings I seek . How do I know if they are blessing or cursing me ? Why am I being forced to bow down to every other person as a mark of respect? Respect should come from within shouldn’t it ? ”
She watched the world around her
We all have that one person who with just one look, text, or call makes everything better.
One look at the concerned person, One word from him/her or even a text and all the problems in your world will seem to disappear into thin air
Some of us have that person (Women would call the concerned person their knight is shining armor!)
Some of us .. don’t.
What was it worth ? She wondered. Why had she even agreed to marry without buying enough time?
A year and a half back, she got married. Her’s was a typical Indian arranged marriage . One of those where the parents of the bride and groom “fix” their wedding. Where bride and groom meet only about six or seven times before they tie the knot. The kinds where they start talking to each other only after they’re engaged to each other, being bound by the groom’s family “tradition” . Her parents gladly took up all the expenses to buy their princess and her new family whatever was needed to help her settle down “in a new family”.They adored her.
Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
I don’t remember growing older
When did they?
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A status update i saw on Facebook said –
“My daughter turns 17 today. If she were in Delhi, she’d probably be a target for lecherous men. In the US, where she is, some gun-toting madman, perhaps. Can we live on the moon, please?”
Good idea , I thought- send all men to Mars and women to Venus.. At least we’d live in peace!!
Dreams for sale!! A dream fulfilled for 10 bucks or less!!
How nice it would be….. pay a little… and all dreams fulfilled…
Of late, I’ve been pondering over this thought that struck me as I was reading my novel one day… Looking around me as i went out for a stroll, I realized that were always being bombarded with information / rules/ events that we do not choose to be bombarded with most of the time .. and I wondered … What If nobody taught you anything?